09/07/2026
There are moments in birthwork that look different than what people expect.
Sometimes supporting physiological birth means standing firm at home. Sometimes it means walking into a hospital for a cesarean.
And when I walk through those doors, I walk in knowing exactly why I’m there.
“We’ll fight, not out of spite
For someone must stand up for what’s right’
Cause where there’s a man who has no voice
There I shall go sing.”
Jewel
I don’t show up to fight doctors. I don’t show up to create division.
I show up because a woman deserves a familiar face in an unfamiliar situation. Because informed consent still matters under bright lights. Because even in surgery, sovereignty belongs to the mother.
When a mother feels small in a system built on protocols,I stand beside her. When decisions feel rushed, I try to slow the room down. When she forgets her strength, I remind her who she is. When she pukes, I catch. When she cries, I wipe.
Birth isn’t about location. It’s about presence. It’s about voice. It’s about someone standing up for what’s right- calmly, clearly, respectfully.
Where there is a mother who feels unheard, there I will go sing.
-E